The sense of restraint disappears.
Xu Xinyue's body relaxed, but there was still resentment and deep sadness in her eyes.
Her hair and clothes were wet, and the water droplets dripped down on their own, and disappeared in an instant when they landed on the ground.
"My name is Xu Xinyue. I'm 17 years old. If I'm still alive, I'm going to the seventh middle school in the city this year. I'm a sophomore."
Listening to her repeating the old story, Niu Shasha's face and eyes filled with guilt.
Sheng Jinyun noticed something was wrong in Niu Shasha's eyes, rolled his eyes, and let out a sneer.
This woman really has a ghost in her heart, and Xu Xinyue's death may have an inseparable relationship with her.
"Did you know? School violence happens in any school in any region, and unfortunately I am the one who was targeted."
"Maybe it's because I came from the same village and went to the same school together. I'm the class cadre, the first in the year, and she's the tail end of the class, an illiterate gangster."
"The two of us were like a control group."
"I don't know when it started, she slowly united her friends to target me, from taunting me at the beginning to putting me in the toilet, licking my hair, punching and kicking... They take pleasure in insulting people."
...
Xu Xinyue's voice was very low, and she did not specifically describe how miserable and pitiful she was when she was beaten.
A few words have been swept over in a single stroke, but I did not deliberately seek sympathy, but it made my heart tremble, and subconsciously felt sorry for her.
A few short sentences outlined a scene, making it clear how isolated and helpless she was.
"..."
Yan Zhixu put down Erlang's legs, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to Xu Xinyue's words.
The tragedy has already happened, and any words of comfort cannot heal the wounds in the heart of the other party, just be a listener.
"I reported them to my head teacher, but they collectively said I was a slander."
"The teacher didn't listen to their one-sided words, and after investigating the truth of the matter responsibly, they steadfastly defended me."
"The teacher will care about whether I am being bullied every day, help me with homework that I can't do well, and worry about my mental health..."
Her voice was very soft and soft, like a feather stroking one's heart.
The corner of his mouth raised a smile, and the only haze left in his eyes disappeared.
When talking about this head teacher, Fu Shimo keenly noticed that there was warmth in Xu Xinyue's eyes, and there was a trace of affection that did not belong to teachers and students.
He turned his head to look at Yan Zhixu, his eyes met, and she obviously noticed it too.
The two didn't interrupt Xu Xinyue's narration, and they knew what the other party was going to say without a word of exchange.
Seeing the expressions of several people at the scene, Niu Shasha's unease became more and more magnified.
She frowned and couldn't help interrupting Xu Xinyue's words.
"Yeah, the head teacher is so kind to you, but you shamelessly seduce him."
"You're a bitch, scumbag!"
The scolding was unbearable, sharp and piercing like a shrew who scolded the street.
"you shut up!!!"
Xu Xinyue was emotional, as if someone stepped on a taboo topic, her eyes were fierce and grand.
In the rage, the temperature in the room plummeted a lot.
Fu Shimo and Yan Zhixu were unaffected, Sheng Jinyun felt good about carrying the spell, but Niu Shasha was so cold that her body was shaking, and she wanted to immediately wrap the winter quilt on her body.